You’d think after four years of chaos, two impeachments, a deadly insurrection, criminal indictments that read like a crime novel, and an administration now running classified war plans through Signal like it’s a neighborhood gossip thread, people would be done with Donald Trump. But no. Here we are in May 2025, and 43% of Americans still approve of this man’s performance.

Forty. Three. Percent.

Let that sink in. Nearly half the country is still clinging to the human equivalent of a malfunctioning smoke alarm—loud, useless, and likely to burn the house down.

This latest Reuters/Ipsos poll should be a death knell to any illusion of competency: only 34% approve of his foreign policy, and the rest are side-eyeing the fact that national security is being handled by people who think encrypted texting apps are just fine for sharing war plans—right before journalists pick it up. Seventy-four percent of Americans called that behavior “reckless.” Which begs the question: What the hell are the other 26% smoking?

And let’s not pretend this is just Trump being Trump. No, this is about every last person still cheering him on like he’s some kind of twisted political messiah. These are the people who look at a man bungling diplomacy, tanking America’s global credibility, and turning our allies into adversaries—and say, “Yes, more please.”

These people see a President who has never once taken responsibility for anything in his life—who lies with the ease of breathing, incites violence, dehumanizes immigrants, and calls journalists the enemy—and somehow they feel like he’s the victim. Are you kidding?

It’s like watching someone chain themselves to the deck of the Titanic and scream, “This is freedom!” as the iceberg hits.

Let’s talk numbers: Trump’s approval has dropped below where it was during his first impeachment. That’s right. It’s now the lowest since his (deeply troubling) return to office. But if you think this is rock bottom, I’ve got bad news. There’s always another basement in MAGAville.

Even amid this collapse in confidence, 48% still support his immigration policies, because cruelty still polls well in some corners of this country. The racism isn’t even subtle anymore—it’s the campaign strategy.

And to the “but he tells it like it is” crowd—no, he doesn’t. He tells it like it isn’t, and you lap it up like it’s truth-flavored Kool-Aid. He’s the political version of a televangelist selling snake oil from a golden toilet, and you’re sending him checks while your local schools crumble.

If you’re still supporting Trump in 2025, after everything, it’s not ignorance anymore—it’s willful delusion. It’s masochism wrapped in an American flag and soaked in conspiracy theories.

You don’t get to call yourself “patriotic” when you cheer for a man who sells out the Constitution every time he opens his mouth. You don’t get to wave the Bible while backing someone who embodies none of its values. You don’t get to demand respect for your vote when your vote is for authoritarian chaos.

This isn’t policy disagreement. This is cult behavior.

The 43% approval rating doesn’t just reflect on Trump—it reflects on us. On our failure to educate, to hold accountable, to say “enough.” If we can’t shake off the grip of this malignant narcissist and the army of bootlickers propping him up, we don’t deserve democracy.

We’ll look back on this moment one day and wonder how so many people got conned by a man who couldn’t even spell “honor,” let alone act with it.

And if you’re reading this and still defending him, congratulations: you’re part of the problem. You’re not edgy, you’re not enlightened, and you’re not “owning the libs.” You’re dragging the country backwards while the rest of us are fighting to keep the wheels from coming off.

So protest like democracy depends on it—because it does. Demand legal reform that puts insurrectionists in prison, not in power. And if shame is the only language they understand, speak it loudly, relentlessly, and without mercy—until every coward hiding behind a red hat knows this country has had enough.